Digger

The seeds of this scene–and Ed’s solution–were laid down in the very first pages of Digger, which boggles my mind a little.

On the off chance that anybody thinks that this is the end of a dreadfully cunning six-year plan, conceived when first I wrote the lines about the lefthand names of God and purple ink–let me just say “BWHAAHAHAHAHA….no.”

I didn’t know that Ed’s ink recipe would fix this until last week. The bit with the purple ink and the bugs was an amusing diversion (at least, I’m amused, because I find pigments and such fascinating) and it took a longish drive to the store to get groceries for me to suddenly realize why that actually mattered and had a bearing on the plot.

The original plan for Digger to get the skin’s aid was much weirder and didn’t quite work in my head at all.

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…See, you shouldn’t SAY things like that, Ursula! Now I want to know what would have happened as well as what will! And I have five days to find out the latter now (It’s just after midnight, so I still count Thursday)!

Does Ed know how to make Aniline Purple? That’d be impressive because I thought is was a pretty complex process. Not that he’s not smart, but the Hyenas didn’t strike me as the type to do much complex chemistry.

Aniline purple seems unlikely, as the hyenas would need a source of coal tar, which is a byproduct of certain industrial processes. Alizarin, on the other hand, is a plant extract, though closer to red than purple…

Not only “of course Ed knows how to make a better purple ink, being a skin painter and all,” but “of course Ed, who I’d kinda forgotten was standing off-panel this entire time (and admittedly thought of as a bit useless in this situation ), gently offers the solution to a completely unrelated problem from out of left-field, as it were.”

I adore Ed, and I am so glad that Digger has him for a true friend ! Beautiful moment…. made my dat (as Digger so often does)!

Now I’m picturing you in the car, driving to the store, trying to work your way through this, just like Digger is on this page — and Ed sitting quietly in the passenger seat, listening to you natter on about this hopelessly complex plan, until he finally says, in that quiet, exasperated “or we could just do THIS tone”….

Also, was reading over the archives from the last few times, from when Digger and Ed go back into the caves…and it made such an odd experience, because the entire time, my Caticus Terribilis was in my lap.

Snoring. Noisily.

Now for this to be as funny for everyone else, Caticus Terribilis doesn’t usually deign to sleep in *anyone’s* lap. He also has little interest in the computer. So him being in my lap asleep is unusual already.

The snoring is also unusual, but C.T. has a cold. A really bad feline cold. Thus, he’s completely pooped, and wants comforting because he feels icky.

When I started to chuckle at Ed’s most fitting and wonderful solution, C.T. woke up, sneezed loudly, and then stared at the computer for a moment. I doubt that he had any actual interest or reaction to the artwork, but for no outwardly visible reason, he began to purr.

Not one path to victory, but all paths to victory. I’ve often thought when reading, say, J. K. Rowling, that she throws in all those red herrings not only to make things amusing/interesting in the short term, but to hedge her bets. Howard Taylor, who runs the schlock mercenary webcomic, says he does the same thing.

I myself have frequently been surprised to find myself stuck in middle of making up a bedtime story for the kids, vamping for time, when suddenly an Obvious Solution based on an amusing earlier detail pops out of my mouth, frequently before getting formal recognition from my brain.

I love it when that happens! And yes, I want to know what your other idea was, but I also think this solution just works better. Let’s hear it for your subconscious!

The pefect Bribe. All that was need was the right motivator. I love all the internal monologing that is going on here, and then all of the sudden, Ed’s answer cuts straight through it all like a vorpal blade. Snicker Snak.

I wonder if in this sense “better” means a truer, deeper colour, or an easer dye to produce. Given the difficulty the lizards seem to have making theirs I’d guess the latter. Or both, it’s always a possibility and Ed would be the sort to know what he’s doing when it comes to pigments.